大朵大朵轻柔的雪花像白鸽一样扑扇着翅膀降落在西西来,整个西西亚愈发安静了。雪七坐在窗子前面,翻开那个神奇的本子。那是她早晨的时候在针叶林里捡到的。本子上描写了一个叫做“春天”的好时光。一定美极了吧?雪七正想得出神的时候,窗子被轻轻地叩响了。“我叫阿休……”窗外有个男孩有些羞涩,语气嚅嚅地说,“我……迷路了……”“我该不该请他进屋来呢?”可是族长一直告诫族 The soft snowflake, like a pigeon, flutters through the wings of a white dove and lays west and the rest of Scythe becomes more and more quiet. Snow seven sat in front of the window, opened that magical book. That was when she picked up in the taiga in the morning. The book describes a good time called Spring. Will it be beautiful? When the snow seventy is drawing God’s attention, the window is knocked lightly. “My name is Ashoo ... ” There is a boy out of the window a bit shy, tone shyly said, “I ... get lost ... ” “I should not ask him to come in?” But Patriarch always warned family